In the winter of the twenty-sixth year of Zhenyuan of the Kingdom, heavy snow fell for three days and three nights. The world should have been white, but the coldness was diluted a bit by the thick smell of sulfur floating in the air.
At this time, the Nine Princes' Mansion, located in the east of Yecheng, the capital of the garrison, was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, with red double happiness characters posted everywhere. The bright red lanterns swayed in the wind, reflecting the white snow on the ground, giving them a bit of joy.
Today is the wedding of Qing Wan, the eldest daughter of the Qing family, to the ninth prince of the current dynasty. Although she is only marrying a concubine, the spectacle is unmatched by many wealthy families marrying their main wife.
Compared to the hustle and bustle in the front yard, the wedding room seemed particularly quiet at this time.
Under the red brocade tent, Qing Wan sat on a new bed made of bright red brocade quilts, her hands painted with bright red red silk unconsciously squeezing the brocade handkerchief in her hands, feeling nervous but also vaguely full of expectation.
The servants had already been dismissed, and now she and the Ninth Prince Ji Lanjin were the only ones left in the new house.
Her future, her husband.
The bright red hijab blocked her sight. Qingwan couldn't see the other person's face. She only saw a pair of black brocade boots embroidered with dragon patterns. The sound of wine slowly pouring into the wine glass could be heard in her ears, as clear as the rapids of a mountain stream.
The sound of rushing water.
After a moment, the bright red Yuanyang Xipa was picked up by a corner, and a pair of clean and slender hands slowly appeared in front of Qing Wan. The fingers with clear joints held a jade cup. The wine in the cup was gleaming, and the jade cup was matched with
Very pretty.
And what is more intoxicating than the wine is the voice of the person holding the cup, which is thousands of times, ten thousand times clearer than the wine: "Drink this cup of wine, and from now on you and I, husband and wife, will be of one mind and play the piano and harp for hundreds of years."
His voice is so beautiful, every word is like pearls and jade. In this quiet wedding room, it is like the sound of a piano, falling on Qing Wan's heart.
She didn't drink the wine in her hand, but she felt a little drunk, and her face was stained with two red clouds.
It's covered by a silk scarf, so I can't see clearly.
Ji Lanjin's hand holding the wine glass gently passed through her arm, and their wrists intertwined. Looking at the posture in front of her, Qing Wan's face turned red without knowing it. Somehow, an idea came to her mind.
The term cross-necked mandarin ducks.
You mean, this should be what they look like, right?
Ji Lanjin was the first to hold on to the cup and drink it all in one gulp. Qingwan was stunned for a moment, and then she also brought the cup to her lips. The intoxicating aroma of wine hit her nose, and she put all the liquid in the cup into her mouth without any hesitation.
The cup was a good cup, and the wine was naturally good wine. It was fragrant but not heavy, mellow but not strong, and had a hint of sweetness in the mouth. Qing Wan licked her lips subconsciously, feeling that she still had something to say.
If it wasn't in the bridal chamber, if it wasn't for a glass of wine, if it wasn't the man she had been looking forward to for a long time in front of her, she would really want him to pour her another glass to try.
Just, if, just if.
When she was about to return the cup to the other party with joy, the hand holding the cup suddenly stopped, and the wine cup slipped down the bright red wedding dress, and rolled to the floor with a crisp breaking sound.
Seeing the broken cup on the ground, Qing Wan's pupils suddenly shrank, and she felt pain like ants gnawing from her internal organs, and her whole body went limp for no reason. She struggled to raise her head, and the red handkerchief that blocked her sight followed her.
It fell with her movements, revealing a dignified and beautiful face.
Although it is not the most beautiful place in the country, it is still unparalleled in beauty.